pepper spray ! tysh

91 | josh

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J

it's the morning after,
and i won't deny i'm kind of sore.

"pst, ty." i tried waking you up but you wouldn't budge.

so i straddled your waist, slapping both your cheeks awake. "ty. tyler!"

"huh? what?" you groaned, voice extremely raspy and rigid. i like it. i made a mental note to have morning sex one day just to hear it hotly in my ear-
okay, i'm side tracking.

"get up.
i wanna do things cheesy couples do."

"it's 8 in the morning why the hell are you awake?"

i shrugged, goofily smiling. "dunno."
you sat up, holding onto my hips tightly.
messy bed head and a bare chest with peeking scratch marks on your shoulders.

i don't think you understand how hot you're making me. i'm too sore for a round two, tyler.

"well, i'm up now," you said.

"great! then lets go on a breakfast date!"

"sounds good." you went up to kiss me and i dodged you getting up to get ready.

"no time. get up buttercup!"

you groaned exasperatedly.
"you're lucky i love you."

i laughed loudly
"yeah, i know."

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